Raising snakes is a curse

Chapter 289

It's all my memory, why are there two different moods?

At this moment, I thought of a key person, that was Shui Linglong's husband back then, that is, the person the mayor said gave him a memory bottle a year ago after Shui Linglong's death.

All my memories from the past flowed from this vase.

Is there any problem with this memory bottle?

If those memories are false, then who is helping Yin Qingyuan reverse my memory?
If that person can reverse my memory, does he also know my real memory in the past?

I must find this man.

"Gong Shixu, let's not go back to the city, you accompany me to Yingzhou Island, I want to find Shui Linglong's husband again."

"What are you going to do with Shui Linglong's husband?"

Qingyan suddenly looked a little unnatural, and asked me a strange question.

"I suspect that Shui Linglong's memory about me has been tampered with. The person who tampered with my memory must know the real memory between me and Yin Qingyuan in the past 600 years."

"Why are you still thinking about Yin Qingyuan?" Gong Shixu complained to me.

I raised a pair of bright fox eyes and glanced at Gong Shixu.

"Because I want to list all the enmities between me and him, so that I can know exactly how I should avenge myself."

After hearing what I said, Qingyan relaxed her slightly nervous expression just now, stretched out her hand and held my head in his palm, and rubbed the hair on my head vigorously.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I secretly participated in Shui Linglong's matter back then without telling you."

I hate Si Qingyan rubbing my head like this, I tried my best to shake him off, but he was shameless, no matter how hard I tried, his hand stuck to my head like a dog skin plaster.

"Although you have severely punished Yin Qingyuan in the past, you have kept him in Yin Yulou. I suspect that there must be an adultery between you."

"Shui Linglong has all the memories in this world. I'm afraid that you only remember how you and Yin Qingyuan used to fight with each other, so I threatened Shui Linglong in advance and asked her to let you see Nan Lian, and lowered Yin Qingyuan by the way. The position in your heart, let you not be so in love with your brain, I didn't expect..."

When Qingyan said this, she shrugged her shoulders, expressing helplessness.

"So, in the end, you were afraid that Shui Linglong would confess you, so you got rid of Shui Linglong first?"

I asked Qingyan, and sure enough, I suspected that there must be something tricky in his chopping Shui Linglong to death for no reason that day.

"So what?"

Qing Yan answered me indifferently.

But now there is no point in entangled with these things. Before I left, Qingyan told me that I told him not to let Yin Qingyuan find me after I was reborn before I left. I didn't believe Qingyan before.

Thinking about it now, from 600 years ago to 30 years ago, Yin Qingyuan and I left Yinyu Tower, and even had a child with him. There must be something hidden in it, and the truth may not be what any of us saw.

"Shi Xu, help me find an artist who is good at painting portraits and bring them to Yingzhou Island. I want the mayor to re-describe the person who gave him the vase of memory. Maybe we know each other."

"it is good."

Gong Shixu took the order, put me into Qingyan's arms, turned around and turned into a big white cat, and ran towards the side of the road.

Looking at the figure of the white cat in the distance, Qingyan reached out and inserted her hands into the creaking nests of my forelimbs, standing up half of my body.

"Now I'm surrounded by cats or foxes. It's really embarrassing to think that I was once a dignified dragon god, in charge of the world's sailors, and now I have ended up in such a fate."

Although Qingyan has changed from a god to an ordinary dragon Gu, his character has not changed at all from before.

His previous pride and dignity were all swept away, but he didn't really care about it except for a bit of a broken mouth.

At this time, it is really hard for him to imagine that he was the dragon god Qingyan who was proud of his god position and pampered him in the past.

"What? You blame me?"

I replied with a dissatisfied smile.

Thinking of that night, when I was fascinated by Zhao Shuiying and regarded Qingyan as Yin Qingyuan, Qingyan said the same thing as when Yueheng Xianjun broke the precept thousands of years ago, and now I realize that this is just Yin Qingyuan take revenge on me.

He knows that I don't have the memories of the past, but he still uses this method to let me suffer the consequences, a cycle of cause and effect.

He let me know what would happen if I betrayed him.

Thinking of this, infinite sadness instantly expanded infinitely in my heart, covering the sky.

But I still want to laugh, what qualifications does a person like him have to live high in the immortal world and become the head of all immortals?

The world admires him, but I know that he is nothing more than a puddle of black, foul-smelling dirty water, dressed in a gorgeous leather robe, pretending to be a god, aloof.

"you guess?"

Qingyan took what I just said and asked me back.

"Don't guess."

I'm not interested in Qingyan, so I don't bother to guess his mood, I don't blame him for touching me, it's just because I know that there is a wrong and a debt, and he shouldn't bear the sins against me for Yin Qingyuan.

Seeing me playing petty temper, Qingyan smiled and lowered her head to my forehead, rubbing it lightly.

"With you by my side, what is the god position?"

"In the past, I was so determined to soar, it was only because you never really belonged to me. The passionate true love for me was just superficial exaggeration, which made me feel that you didn't really love me, but more like asking for me. A performance with a purpose.”

Performance?What do you want?
When I heard Qingyan say this, I smiled inwardly.

In the past, I was able to draw even with Nan Lian, the number one protector in the fairy world, with a mortal body within less than a year of practicing in Yuehengtian.

What's more, I swallowed the Wannian Jingyuan of Yueheng Xianjun later, not only did not die, but also had supernatural powers. Although Qingyan was the most promising Gu among all my Gus at that time, it would not make me separate in front of him. kind of show.

But whether it was from Qingyan or Liu Niang, or even when I dreamed back to the Yinyu Tower, I left the single floor of the Yinyu Tower to Qingyan's Kuoda. It is indeed a real licking dog.

Could it be that the me at that time was really handsome and charming with admiration?Was it the wrong way to pursue him?

I find it unlikely, but is there any evidence to directly prove it.

Everyone can comment on other people's lives, but the true thoughts of things are always only in the hearts of the parties involved.

After arriving at Yingzhou Island, he waited for Gong Shixu on the island for about a day, and Gong Shixu brought a painter to the island.

A few of us went to the mayor's house again.

The mayor is at home, among the few of us, he has seen Qingyan before, and now seeing Qingyan coming, he happily called Qingyan God, and then warmly invited Qingyan to come in.

There was a middle-aged woman in the house cleaning the house, she was short and fat, and looked very gentle and kind.

The mayor enthusiastically introduced to us, saying that this woman is his original wife.

Before being bullied by Shui Linglong, he didn't even dare to see his wife.

It's all right now, Shui Linglong is dead, Mr. Qingyan is a great god who eliminates harm for the people, now every household in the town has put up the statue of Qingyan Dragon God, worshiping Qingyan every day.

When Qingyan was in front of a god, I blamed him for killing Shui Linglong indiscriminately, but now I didn't expect that killing is also a kind act.

Killing a Shui Linglong saved the entire town.

The Buddha said, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

The Buddha said: Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

But how many villains in the world are willing to put down the butcher knife?

Indulge an evil person, and then countless people will die under the sword of this evil person. When the time comes, he will be transferred to goodness. Then those innocent people, who will claim their grievances?
Killing people to pay for their lives, paying debts to pay back money, is justified.

Because I am no longer a human body now, in order to prevent a fox from speaking and scaring the painter next to me, Qingyan helped me convey the purpose of my visit this time.

"I came to you this time because I want you to describe what the man in black who gave you the vase last year looked like?"

"Tell me the appearance and outline of the person you saw last year, and again, I specially invited a painter, who will draw the person as you said, and then you can see if he looks like, Do you think it is feasible?"

"Okay, okay! The gods can say whatever they want!"

As he said that, the painter took out his easel, and the mayor was seriously thinking about it, recalling the appearance of the person who told him to give me the memory bottle last year.

Gong Shixu hugged me, and under the mayor's description, the artist marked out the outline of the external image bit by bit according to the mayor's description.

He is indeed not tall. He is wearing a black sweater and black pencil pants. When he walks, his hips are stretched a bit, and he puts one hand in the pocket behind his buttocks. He doesn't look like a capable person at all. , but he looks like a malnourished and slightly wretched dead otaku.

That's it?It turns out to be an expert who can pull out my past memories from Shui Linglong's mind?
This is really what I expected, and it is simply out of reach.

"The skin is fair, the hands are thin, and the hair is messy like a bird's nest. It looks like it hasn't been washed for a long time."

Following the description of the mayor, for some reason, the figure of disorder flashed in my mind.

"By the way, that man still wears a green earring on his left ear."

Green earrings? !
When I heard the mayor say this, I froze for a moment.

Green earrings?

Seems like I've seen it on Discord's ear before, and he's wearing a green stud as well.

It's just that his hair is too long, covering the earrings, and I don't care much.

But now the mayor also said that the person who gave him the vase also wore green earrings, so could this person be...

The artist found a green paint pen and painted the earrings.

When the painter turned the drawing board and showed us the characters he had painted, I was stunned.

Because the person in the painting is Discord!
　I had a meeting outside yesterday, and I secretly wrote the last chapter with my mobile phone, and then came back and saw everyone urging me to update, so I wrote another chapter for everyone all night, okay, thank you for your likes, please ask for a ticket

　　
　
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